All articles by Jeff Lucas
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Regular ColumnistsThe Christian case for purging (some of) your possessions
Letting our stuff go is difficult, admits Jeff Lucas. But as we enter a new year, it’s a good discipline to develop
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Regular ColumnistsThe God who keeps his promises
Jeff Lucas reflects on 46 years of marriage, ministry, and the temptation to blame God for broken dreams
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Regular ColumnistsMy awkward lesson on the sin of gossip
After weeks of culinary mishaps, a home-cooked dinner led Jeff Lucas into an awkward lesson he’s never forgotten
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Regular ColumnistsI’m a Bible-carrying Mr Bean. Here’s the proof
Jeff Lucas shares his most embarrassing moment
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Regular ColumnistsBeware Christians who disguise suspicion as discernment
We should be grateful when narcissists are exposed and justice follows. But there’s a dark side to increased levels of suspicion, warns Jeff Lucas
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Regular ColumnistsIn defence of joy
God calls us to shout for joy, clap our hands in praise and celebrate, says Jeff Lucas.
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Regular ColumnistsJesus let himself be interrupted. We should follow his example
Most of us don’t do well with interruptions. But allowing ourselves to be re-directed can be a useful and godly trait, says Jeff Lucas
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Regular ColumnistsJeff Lucas: How I became a Christian
It was a rash, spur-of-the-moment decision to go to a church that day. Previous encounters during my 17 years of life had not been too impressive. As a child, I attended Sunday school three times. I felt confused, because those were the days of fuzzy felt, where ...
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Regular Columnists'Tuneless' Jeff Lucas is grateful for the good news
Singing has never really been my gift. As a new believer, the church I joined practised full immersion baptism which, when first observed, seemed like an aquatic mugging. The time came for me to publicly affirm my faith in Jesus by taking a dip. Expected to ...
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Regular ColumnistsWhen a stripper came to church
Source: Steve Hamblin / Alamy Stock Photo Back in the wonderful days when I had hair, Larry was my hairdresser. He used to do a fine job with my copious mop. Sadly, the passing of time means the mop became a stranded peninsula, and what used to ...
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Regular ColumnistsGod isn’t a cosmic policeman. He’s so much better than that
There have been times when I’ve viewed God like a cosmic policeman, admits Jeff Lucas. But he isn’t the God of the gotcha. He’s good.
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Regular ColumnistsJeff Lucas: My embarrassing first love stories
The author and teaching pastor doesn’t want to go back to his first faith. But his first love is another matter
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Regular ColumnistsThose awkward moments where we say ‘I’ll pray for you’ … and then don’t
We’ve all made this mistake…but in 2024 let’s pledge to do better, says Jeff Lucas
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Regular ColumnistsWhen preachers get it wrong
Jeff Lucas on having to apologise for a thoughtless comment made while in the pulpit
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Regular ColumnistsEvery follower of Jesus should be a lifelong learner
We won’t graduate until our last breath, says Jeff Lucas. And even then we’ll be translated into an eternity of delightful discovery
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Regular ColumnistsJeff Lucas is home alone!
Macaulay Culkin is in his 40s now but, for many, he will forever be Kevin McCallister, the precocious eight-year-old in the blockbuster 1990 comedy Home Alone. For those unfamiliar with the film, Kevin’s parents take off for a Christmas in Paris, unaware that they have left their ...
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Regular ColumnistsJeff Lucas on why he doesn't say Grace before meals
Perhaps you’ve been there. A family from church invite you for a meal. You don’t know them well, but are pleased by the opportunity. You chat while you wait for the food, and then, as the plates arrive, tension grips you. You glance around the table, ...
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Regular ColumnistsJeff Lucas is on a health kick. Here’s the secret to his success
Negotiations are not allowed, says Jeff Lucas as he explains how anchor habits are helping him stay fit
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Regular ColumnistsJeff Lucas on the ‘mortifying’ moment the police stopped him
Decades ago, when my wife, Kay, and I were courting, we would exchange excruciating love letters loaded with syrup and spirituality: “Dear Kay, I love you so much, hallelujah, praise the Lord, but not as much as I love Jesus, glory to God.” Yuk. We were ...
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Regular ColumnistsA stunning sight
It was one of those: Is this God speaking to me? moments. Seemingly from nowhere a thought surfaced, and the persistent luminosity of it made me wonder if the Holy Spirit was broadcasting on my personal wavelength. Some believers insist that their lives are punctuated with ...
